A Writerly Dilemma

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Today is one of those days where the sky looks like a dingy cotton sock, the kind that no bleach can make bright again. The clouds aren’t doing anything, really, they’re just sitting there, a solid, overarching mass, hanging in glumly.

Sounds about right for a Monday.

And today I find myself with a dilemma. As any writer knows, the well of writing is not infinite, you can only write for so many hours in a day. And in doing so, you have to prioritize your projects.

Regular visitors might recall that I was recently involved in the writing and creation of a comedy sketch show at the Second City Training Center, a show that was sold out for all four weeks of the run. And now my fellow writers want to mount the show again, but this time with some new material.

New material which needs to be generated. Of course.

It is an incredibly talented group, and each one, I am certain, will go on and do amazing things, perhaps together, perhaps individually. And the idea of another show certainly has appeal. But the question is, do I want to sink my writing energy into new sketches, into this format that, as we know, has never quite fit me comfortably?

This is going to be a lot of work, and while a lot of work doesn’t faze me, my books have been long neglected. I find it difficult to do the sketch writing and my fiction at the same time.

So what to do?

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Writing while Restless

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Today I’m feeling a little…stir crazy. Though the mechanics of my brain are currently working about as well as…as something that doesn’t work very well, the rest of me wants to just get up and go. Somewhere. The rest of me isn’t picky.

I’ve even taken the “laptop” of my laptop literally, and am trying writing in a different space, just to chance the view a little bit. Not much, mind you, but a little. Not sure it’s enough.

Restlessness is a weird thing for a writer. If it was warmer, I’d probably head out for a walk, and, of course the minute I was safely away from any means of writing, I’d have a flood of ideas, words flying at me faster than I can catch them.

I should check the temperature. Though it looks like it’s doing something out there. Not sure exactly what, but something. I’d prefer not to be damp and restless. Damp is the worst, anyway.

There’s probably only one thing left to do. It’s time to break out the timer.

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Much Caffeine?

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OK, I’ll admit it. I’m on my second cup of coffee. What’s that, hypothetical reader? I swore, mere weeks ago, that I only have one cup of coffee a day? Hang on. Hear me out.

I’m not actually cheating.

It’s my second cup, yes. But of half-and-half, that is half caffeinated and half decaf. Totally legit, right? I mean I’ll end up with the same caffeine as one cup of regular, more or less.

Don’t you love a loophole?

Did you say something, hypothetical reader? Why yes, yes, I think I did overdo it with caffeine a while back, thank you for remembering. Thank you for remembering very much.

(As a side note, the spell-checking thingy says that “much” is misspelled. It is very much not misspelled, but that kind of thing messes with your head. Is it misspelled? How do you spell much? There’s not much that can go wrong with that spelling. And now “much” looks weird).

Anyway, I have it all under control. I just need a little mental greasing up, is all. A tiny boot to the brain, so to speak. Who speaks like that, hypothetical reader? Is that what you said? Many people. Many many people.

No, hypothetical reader, I can’t name them. Someone’s feeling picky today. Very much so.

Anyway, I’m off to do amazing things with my newly-caffeinated brain. Amazingish. Let’s not set the bar too high.

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And Now I Can Concentrate

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So the show is completely done. After four sold-out weeks, “Me Inside Me” is no more. It was an amazing, fantastic experience, and I am glad I did it.

And I’ve been a bit distracted lately, I had to have some medical tests done (so fun!) and waiting for results was a layer of unrelenting stress that made concentration…difficult. But worry not, all is well, I am healthy. Mostly. We won’t discuss the stash of chocolate and cookies in the cupboard. Besides, I’ve hardly even glanced at them lately.

Hardly.

So with all of that done and squared away, I find myself in an absolutely pool of possibility. It is amazing how you don’t really worry about your health until you have to worry about your health, and then it’s the only thing you can think about. And if you are lucky enough to find out that your health is just dandy, it puts you in a position that seems even better than that original, health-for-granted one.

And if it turns out that your health isn’t entirely dandy, it is interesting how your perspective on dealing with that changes. Things that seemed impossible or burdensome or just unpalatable before suddenly make a world of sense.

Now that I’m not tethered to this physical world with worries about my health, maybe I can, once again, find myself lost (hmm, is that actually possible? I might have a bit of a logical problem there) in my imaginary ones.

It might be gray and dark outside today, but it feels like a good day. I hope you have one, too.

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‘Me Inside Me’ One Last Time

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Our final performance of “Me Inside Me,” appears to be sold out. Already! It’s been such a crazy ride with this writing course. I’m really glad that I decided to do it, though, unfortunately, the next class I wanted to take has been cancelled.

Alas.

I’ve gotten completely out of my comfort zone, I’ve tried something new, and I have to say, I really recommend it. Doing something different is difficult, especially if you are a creature of habit, and I am the creaturiest. But sometimes you just have to push through the discomfort of facing the unknown and go for it.

I’ve had a great time because of it.

So off we head to the end of this thing. And maybe the beginning of another? Who knows. I’m really glad I did it, though.

“Me Inside Me,” A Writing 6 Revue, Fridays 7:30 pm Jan. 8-29 at Donny’s Skybox at Second City. Click for Tickets.

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‘Me Inside Me’ Rides Again

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Well, it’s week three for “Me Inside Me,” and we’re sold out AGAIN! At least online. Anyone still hoping to catch tonight’s show can check with the box office, though there are no guarantees.

And the sad thing is that, after tonight, we only have one more show left. Alas. It’s been a blast, though. I’ve loved watching how audiences react to our material, seeing the actors tweak their performances week after week.

And speaking of audiences, tonight I have an amazing group of girlfriends coming, friends who have been around to see the ups and downs over the past many years. Friends who have been there from the seeds of inklings of writing through this particular fruition, an outcome I couldn’t have imagined coming. It means a lot to share this moment with them, that they are taking the time from their extremely packed and hectic lives to head downtown and see the show.

One of those friends is a regular reader of this blog, and to her I say a very special thank you.

To all of my friends on this blog and in the blogosphere, I thank you too, for hanging in here with me, and watching this journey. Hmm, I should have saved that for the closing night post. Oh well.

If you can’t get to Chicago, but still want to check out the show, you can stream it live or watch it when it is archived; tickets are $6.

As they say in the biz (I assume. From TV and movies and the like), on with the show!

“Me Inside Me,” A Writing 6 Revue, Fridays 7:30 pm Jan. 8-29 at Donny’s Skybox at Second City. Click for Tickets.

Check out  my full-length novels,  Her Cousin Much Removed,  The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management and Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only), and the sequel, Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) which is now available!

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The Great Cleanup of 2016 Begins

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During my period of not-so-much-writing, or The Dry Days (months?) as they shall now be called, I started several projects, but couldn’t push through them.

It’s time to face  what I wrote.

I’ve tried this before with a novel that’s about 85% finished, and haven’t managed to go through the whole manuscript (not the bestest sign in the world). I have a completed first draft I’ve never edited. And then I have a start on another novel, one I thought would catapult me through and break the block.

It did not.

But now that I am feeling interestingly writerly again, the time has arrived to start sifting.

And hope for gold? Who said that? Oh hello there, again, hypothetical reader. It’s been such a long time. You suggest I hope for gold while sifting through?

Snort. In first drafts? As if.

Every writer knows, hypothetical reader, that first drafts are for cutting up and coloring in and hacking apart and stitching back up. You might as well serve your dinner guests raw steak.

What’s that hypothetical reader? It’s so hard to understand you when your mouth is full. That’s an actual dish? Steak tartar? Fine, whatever, the metaphor still stands.

Courage, my friends, wish me courage, as I am about to wade into the writing abyss.

“Me Inside Me,” A Writing 6 Revue, Fridays 7:30 pm Jan. 8-29 at Donny’s Skybox at Second City. Click for Tickets.

Check out  my full-length novels,  Her Cousin Much Removed,  The Great Paradox and the Innies and Outies of Time Management and Aunty Ida’s Full-Service Mental Institution (by Invitation Only), and the sequel, Aunty Ida’s Holey Amazing Sleeping Preparation (Not Doctor Recommended) which is now available!

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